It's been a long 24 hours.
A lot of people we meet complain about a lot of things. They complain about work, their kids, their spouse, their messy home. It's easy to get frustrated with things and blow off some steam by venting to a friend. Then something happens and we realize the life we have is pretty darn good.
Last night, my brother in law and his girlfriend's apartment burned down. Thankfully, they were not home, so no injuries occurred, but they've lost a lot. If this isn't bad enough, you must know, this is the second time in less than a year that the apartment occupied by his girlfriend has burned down. That's right. Two different places, two different fires, twice lost all you own.
Just when you think things are rough, you realize, other people have it a little rougher.